"Shadowless, Woban. ”

"Steel barriers, Gerberson. ”

"Broken Mountains, Luke. ”

"Slashing Molten Sword, Rafa. ”

"Forester, Groot"

King Belardion introduced the five legends loyal to the royal family to Muria one by one, and briefly talked about their strength and titles, and the two sides knew each other.

Muria nodded to the five legends with a smile on his face. He found that the five legends, all of whom were close combat, did not have a single priest, and their names and titles seemed to be from poor backgrounds.

"Five dukes, please step down as well, I want to do something to the regent. "For these five legendary dukes, Belardion's attitude is obviously different.

"Yes, Your Majesty. After nodding to Belradine, the five dukes gave Muria a deep look before leaving the miniature half-plane.

If nothing else, their five legends will have to obey the arrangements and orders of Muria, a dragon with an amazing background, for a period of time in the future.

"Grand Duke Muria, let me tell you about the situation of the Rockman Kingdom that you are about to govern. When only Muria and his daughter were left in the half-plane, the king spoke again.

"Well, you say. Hearing the title of Grand Duke, Muria held back the awkward feeling in her heart and put on a deaf look.

"Ahem!" was just as he was about to speak, but Belardion hurriedly raised his palm, covered his mouth, and coughed violently, stinking blood spilling from between his fingers.

"Father!" Seeing her father coughing up blood, because it was only Muria, the slightly more daring Remilia grabbed her father's sleeve robe, her face full of worry.

"What are you?" Seeing the visible black aura on the king's face as he coughed up blood, as well as the fire of life that Beladion had become weaker in his senses, Muria's face showed an inquiring look.

"It's just a curse, it's out of the way. Seeing the worried look on her daughter's face and the inquiring look on Muria's face, Belradine looked calm and didn't care.

"Cursed?" Muria raised an eyebrow, then pulled out a metal book half a man tall amid Belardion's slightly puzzled gaze and a hint of wariness.

"What are you trying to do, Lord Muria?" At the first glance of the book, the depleted king was the first to pull his daughter behind him, which was entirely the instinctive act of a father.

"Don't be nervous, just see if we can cure you. Muria held the Book of Mourning in one hand, and with the other he tapped it, knocking on the book that he knew at first glance was a hoodoo, and smiled at the little princess who was hiding behind the king and looked a little timid.

"Cure me?" Belardion looked at the book in Muria's hand with some confusion, and then he was surprised to see wisps of black gas rising from the metal book, and then condensing into the image of a devil who was very famous in Erathia.

"Abyss Alchemy?" Seeing the appearance of the curse spirit of the Book of Mourning, Belardion quietly took his daughter and slowly retreated, this descendant of the dragon king took out this book is too evil, and even he is a little suspicious of Muria's identity, how can a noble golden dragon bring such an evil book.

"Don't be nervous. Muria rubbed her eyebrows helplessly, the world has always been a world of faces, and most intelligent beings have the habit of distinguishing good and evil based on their appearance.

Similar to the image of the curse spirit in the Book of Mourners, it is basically an evil spirit that has no way to escape, of course, it is true to distinguish good from evil by looking at appearance.

Something like a cursed being, if it weren't for a being like Muria who is immune to curses to suppress it, God knows how vicious this thing would be and how many moths it would make.

"Black, swallow the curse on him. Muria shouted the name she had given to the spell and gave it orders, one of the main abilities of the Book of Mourners.

Not only does it have the ability to cast blessing curses on other creatures, but it also has the ability to lift curses, as long as there are curses recorded in the Book of Mourners.

"At your service, my master. Hearing the name of this dirty scum, the curse spirit black did not show any dissatisfaction, and in the past two years, it has long been trained by Muria to be obedient. After all, three days and two ends are used as whetstones, no matter who they are, they can't stand it for a long time.

In the shocked gaze of Belradian and Remilia's curious gaze, the hideous-looking spell spirit black faced the king, opened its mouth, and made a swallowing motion, and then a thick black gas like a black snake poured out of Belradine's body, submerged into the spell spirit's mouth, and slowly increased its body a little.

"Father, you're all right, you're cured!" Seeing that his father's face changed for the better with the movement of the spell spirit, the curiosity on Remilia's face gradually turned into surprise.

"Hehe, it's too late. Hearing her daughter's joyful tone and her rejuvenating body, Belradine had a wry smile on her face.

"Quack, little girl, you're rejoicing too soon. Hearing Remilia's cheers, the spell spirit that had condensed countless curses to give birth to wisdom did not hesitate to strike.

"If it had been ten years ago, and I had lifted the curse, your father would have been fine. Even five years ago, if your father recuperated, he could live another hundred years.

But now, even if I lift his curse, if he has a few days to live, I'm just making him less painful before he dies. ”

"How so?" Remilia looked at her father in disbelief at the words of the spell spirit, wanting to hear his denial.

"You have to be strong, Remilia. The shriveled muscles slowly bulged, and the king, whose body had been eroded by the curse and was rapidly healing, leaned down to pick up his daughter, whose tears could not stop dripping, and comforted him softly.

"What's going on?" asked Muria as she looked at the king in front of her, who no longer had the slightest hint of majesty, and asked the spell spirit with a frown.

"You should feel it, his soul has been eroded by the curse, and now it's nice that he hasn't collapsed. I can lift the curse, but healing this soul wound is not within my power. ”

"Understood. Muria nodded, and then put away the Book of Mourners, which was no longer useful. looked at the king who was coaxing his light blue short-haired princess Lori.

"Wait a minute, I'll tell you when I'm asleep. With an apologetic expression, Belardion said this colloquially to Muria.